We've Got Some News

Lish got a job! He interviewed with Dixie State College in St. George, Utah, and they liked him so much, they offered him a job. And he accepted. Whole-heartedly. We're so excited! When they called him with the offer, they asked if he was still interested. He responded, "110%!" Then they offered it to him and Lish said, "I'll take it!" They said, "Don't you want to hear what your salary will be first?" So they told him, and he accepted it again!

The thing is, they want him to start in January. We just found out about this a week ago, and we'll be moving in 2 weeks. Kinda crazy. We decided to take a trip down there so Lish could get the books for the classes he'll be teaching, fill out some paperwork, and so we could find a place to live. Mission accomplished. And Yale was great for his first trip of many down there. Because we will be making that drive a lot over the next several years. And yes, we will be living there for several years. It's close to family, it's a teaching school, Lish will get to help convert the program from an Associate's Degree to a Bachelor's Degree, the weather is wonderful and life will be grand!

It'll just be busy for these next few months, for Lish anyway. He'll be teaching three separate classes, finishing his dissertation, defending said dissertation, writing up the Bachelor's program, and being a husband and father. But, he's pretty amazing so I don't doubt he'll excel at all of it. We're thrilled about this opportunity and can't wait to start our lives down there!

Conversations with Patients...

... require patience. Here is how a conversation with a patient went this morning:

(P=Patient, M=Me)
P: What should I do for back pain?
M: Are you experiencing back pain now as well?
P: Yes, but I think it's because I'm getting older. Don't you get back pain?
M: No, I've been lucky.
P: But you get more back pain when you get older. And you don't have any?
M: Nope. How old do you think I am?
P: I don't know...34 or 35.
M: No, you're quite a few years off.
P: Oh, are you in your 50's? 60's?

Are you kidding me?

Then another patient this afternoon:

M: Oh, I see D___ turned on some music. I bet that was nice.
P: It was so relaxing.
M: (Listening more closely to the music) I really like Enya. I know it's so dorky, but I do.
P: My grandma really likes her too.

I guess I am just a 24 year old who looks 50 and acts 50.

Nice.